Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 129 I'll be waiting for the Zhang family on Blue Star!

At first, the soldiers responsible for carrying things in front of the portal were full of enthusiasm, but soon they realized that the job was far from over.

Ammunition boxes seemed endless, emerging from the portal.

They filled the entire temporary warehouse, and then began to build small mountains of metal in the open space.

"My God... how many is this?" A young soldier wiped his sweat, looking at the ammunition boxes that were almost piled up like a wall, his tongue almost tied in knots.

"Stop talking nonsense and move it!" the veteran sergeant shouted.

"You think you have too much ammunition? Once you're on the battlefield, this will be your life!"

"It's not that I think it's too much..." The young soldier grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

"I'm happy!"

"With so much of the latest ammunition, no matter how many of those damned demons come, we'll scatter them!"

"That's right! Let's fight it out!"

"Hahaha, I can't even imagine what it would feel like to be firing a heavy machine gun, one shot after another high-explosive round, the effect, wow!" "You know what, I fired a few rounds yesterday, and if it weren't for the exoskeleton, I wouldn't have been able to withstand the recoil, it was so exhilarating!"

The soldiers' laughter and shouts echoed through the sky, sweeping away the previous oppression and tension, and replacing it with an almost luxurious sense of pride and confidence.

Archbishop Kyle and Elder Muyu stood at a distance, silently watching all of this.

They stared at the conveyor belt that connected to another world, at the mountains of iron boxes containing terrifying destructive power, their expressions incredibly complex.

"Is this... the power of industry?" Elder Muyu murmured to himself.

He couldn't imagine what kind of country could manufacture and transport such a massive amount of war supplies in such a short period of time.

Kyle didn't speak; he just gripped his staff tightly.

He thought of the cities that had been breached by the demons, and of his compatriots who had died in despair.

If the Holy Human race could also possess such power, perhaps...

The thought flashed through his mind for a moment before he forcibly suppressed it.

Time passed by, and soon it was the morning of the next day. At this time, the broadcast from the command center resounded throughout the entire base.

"Attention all personnel! Attention all personnel!"

"Meet at the central square immediately!"

"Repeat, all personnel, assemble immediately in the central square!"

Apart from the soldiers still carrying ammunition by the portal and those on guard at the distant mountaintop, all the soldiers put down what they were doing.

The researchers left the laboratory and headed towards the central plaza of the base.

In the central square, in addition to the five thousand soldiers on duty, nearly twenty thousand expeditionary soldiers were lined up in neat square formations.

A huge projection screen was temporarily set up, displaying static and signal debugging characters.

No one spoke; the atmosphere was solemn and respectful.

Lin Mo, Long Zhan, and Zhao Gang stood at the very front of the line.

Behind them were scientists such as Qian Zhenhua and Liu Chengen, and further back, a densely packed army of soldiers.

Everyone stood tall, waiting for that moment to arrive.

The static on the screen flickered a few times, and then the picture suddenly became clear.

A familiar and dignified face appeared on the screen, with an office background.

He was the chief of the Great Xia Dynasty.

"Everyone, salute!"

Long Zhan gave the command.

"Whoosh!"

Twenty thousand people, moving in perfect unison, raised their hands simultaneously to offer the highest military salute to the figures on the screen.

The high-ranking officer on the screen slowly raised his hand and returned a standard military salute.

"Comrades, hello!!"

His voice, clear and powerful, traveled through the loudspeaker to everyone's ears.

"Greetings, sir!"

The response was like a thunderclap and a tsunami, echoing throughout the entire Yingye Valley.

Lin Mo frowned slightly as he looked at the chief's full head of white hair. He had aged considerably in the past ten days.

He asked Zhao Gang, who was beside him, in a low voice.

"Weren't the Fountain of Life and some of the Holy Water brought back to Earth? Why didn't the Chief use them?"

Zhao Gang took a deep breath.

"The fountain of life was given to scientists and others whose lives were running out."

"The holy water that was sent back was also ordered to be sent back after the chief learned that it could enhance the power of ammunition... saying that we were more important."

Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he fell silent.

On the big screen, the chief’s gaze seemed to penetrate the screen, sweeping over everyone present.

"The portal is about to close."

"From this day forward, you, the most outstanding sons and daughters of Great Xia, will be a lone army, carrying out the most arduous and greatest mission in another world."

"You no longer have stable logistics or timely support behind you."

"You can only rely on yourselves and your comrades-in-arms."

"I know it's difficult. I also know it's dangerous!"

"But I also believe that you will be able to overcome all difficulties!"

"Because you are the people's own soldiers, a battle-hardened force that has been tempered by countless trials!"

"The indomitable blood of this nation, which has flowed in your veins for five thousand years, is truly ingrained!"

His voice gradually rose in pitch.

"Remember your mission! Fight your way through to ensure the continuation of humanity!"

"The motherland cannot provide you with any more support, but we have given you the best weapons and all the support we can!"

"Go to battle! Go to victory!"

"I, along with the 700 million people of Great Xia, await your triumphant return on Blue Star!"

The chief paused for a moment, a hint of tenderness appearing in his deep eyes.

"Children, take care of yourselves."

"I'll be there when the portal opens next time, waiting for you to come home!"

After he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.

Many of the young soldiers already had tears in their eyes.

They bit their lips tightly, trying hard not to let the tears fall.

On this distant alien planet, the entrustment from home, the words "We're waiting for you to come home," struck the softest spot in everyone's heart like the most powerful tear gas.

"Mission accomplished!"

It's unclear who was the first to roar out.

Immediately afterwards, the overwhelming vows converged into a torrent.

"Mission accomplished!"

"Mission accomplished!"

"Mission accomplished!"

Lin Mo took a deep breath, stepped forward, and loudly reported to the screen:

"Rest assured, Commander! The entire New Hope Project Expeditionary Force will surely return victorious!"

"Long live the Great Xia Dynasty!"

"Long live the Great Xia Dynasty!"

"Long live the Great Xia Dynasty!"

The roar soared into the sky.

The top leader on the screen wore a satisfied smile.

He took one last look at this army of steely will, brimming with youthful vigor in the rising sun.

He nodded vigorously and gave a military salute.

Communication signals were also cut off at that moment.

The screen returned to darkness.

The sounds of vows being made in the square did not subside for a long time.